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BOOK THE TENTH.
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Hræsvelger starting, rears his giant bulk, 330
And from his Eagle pinions shakes the storm.

High on her stately steed the Martial Maid
Rode foremost of the war: her burnish'd arms
Shone like the brook that o'er its pebbled course
Runs glittering gayly to the noon-tide sun. 335
Her foaming courser, of the guiding hand
Impatient, smote the earth, and toss'd his mane,
And rear'd aloft with many a froward bound,
As tho' the Maiden's skill, and his own strength
Proud to display. The light gale with her plumes 340
Wantoned. Even such a fair and warlike form
Pelides moved from Scyros, where, conceal'd
He lay obedient to his mother's fears
A seemly Virgin; thus the Youth appear'd
Terribly graceful, when upon his neck 345
Deidameia hung; and with a look
That spake the tumult of her troubled breast,
Fear, anguish, and upbraiding tenderness,

Gazed